It’s a really strange and awkward feeling when you spend a lot of time with a new group of friends, and then go back and talk to old faces and acquaintances. In one hand, it’s a relief to go back and know that people are still there and still kicking.
And in the other, it’s a very confusing feeling, because you can’t understand them anymore. Sure, I could token it with people just being young and not knowing how to consistently speak to someone, after a while it’s hard to imagine ever going back. I adore the friends I have now, and I know that I appreciate the ones I used to hang out with.
I just worry about some of them. I’ve been a lot happier since I moved on, but that’s only because I know some crowds can be hassling. it’s tough to think about some of them sticking with so much stress.
the characters of pizza-chan’s adventures
My life is pizza and mudpies, I am dying right now. I am in love with Pizza-chan.;;;